Event Log: Is It a Wonderful Life?

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for Is It A Wonderful Life? event
Where: All over the city
When: Jan 4th-8th
Warnings: None

Throughout the next few days, you may find yourself plagued by visions and dreams of back home. The dreams will be lifelike and difficult to tell apart from reality, as the world will be constructed from what you remember of your world. However, unlike usual dreams, you won't be present, and will find yourself unable to be seen or heard by those around you.

The dreams are vivid reminders of what might happen in a world without you: a world in which you disappeared when coming to Hadriel, a world which desperately needs you back for some reason or another. You may see your parents putting up missing posters, your significant other moving onto their next relationship, or even your hated villain finally taking over the world without you there to stop them.

When the vision leaves, you're back here and nothing about the city has changed. Though maybe you have a different outlook on it now...

► This log covers January 4th-Januray 8th.
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► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you try a weird solution to make it back home, please let us know here.

Comments

[uptightness]

[She manages to keep the eye roll at bay, and fine, if it settles him back down, then she'll go ahead and link her pinky in to his. Malarkey, after all.]

Better?

[glazedonutholes]

[ He grips her pinky, giving it a good shake before letting go. ]

Can I go to Blue House for a while?

[uptightness]

[Her pinky is removed, and she gives a cock of her head towards the house as her hands slip in to her pockets.]

Sure. Come on. We still have some questionable coffee.

[glazedonutholes]

[ He'll try to hold onto the end of her shirt and follow behind her like a kid. ]

[uptightness]

[The tug of something on her shirt does halt a second step, glancing back, and while her mouth opens, it ends up closing. Rather, she continues on, having him trail behind her like a duckling would. It shall not be spoken of and denied in the future.]